there’s a point where being coolno longer mattersthe place where sexy goes to diethere’s a time when it means moreto be sincereand by…
A dog walks its master past me — blood is only liquidand familiarity
at home along the Red, massiveflood plainor maybe just the bustedheatedformer land of snow…
After we fixed all the furniture, you know, bolted down in case the ship this house is built on lists too…
a poem
if you die in the worst wayimaginable, would it be okayif I laugh on your…